SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Chapter 69

world of dead constellations.

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One winter day.

Sobaekhyang followed her mother and crossed the snowy field.

The day was cloudy.

Snow poured into the cloudy sky.

In the pouring blizzard, man was only a shadow.

Even her mother's back was blurry like a shadow.

Sobaekhyang raised her voice.

-mom! Sobaekhyang was suddenly afraid.

The snow was too loud.

His own voice was obscured by the sound of snow, and he could hardly hear it loudly.

-mom! The mother's shadow was still far away.

Sobaekhyang became impatient.

To chase after her mother, she had to walk faster.

But the more I walked, the more out of breath I got.

The more I walked, the less my voice became.

What should I do? -Eww······.

Do I have to stop yelling and walk faster to catch up with my mother? Or will I have to scream as hard as I can to stop walking altogether? Little Tianma (天魔) did not know.

Without realizing it, the shadow moved a little further away.

-mom! Eventually, the sobaekhyang stopped.

-mom! When I stopped, my voice got a little stronger.

Until now, he had been taking the place for his voice to enter with his footsteps.

So Baek-hyang thought that her mother would now turn her head to look at her, and that the shadows would become clearer.

But what happened? The shadow moved a little further away.

While Sobaekhyang screamed, it got farther away.

Eventually, the mother's shadow was buried in the blizzard and became no different from the snowy field.

-·········.

Did her mother abandon her? Was it intentional to say goodbye naturally as an excuse to cross the snow? Or did the mother really lose herself? Sobaekhyang didn't know.

couldn't figure it out 2.

[You are dead] Close your eyes for a moment and then open them.

It was an endlessly dark space.

[Skill condition is achieved due to death.] [Sobaekhyang Sobaekhyang's skills are copied randomly.] My Hell.

[Skill cards are formed.] Cards floated in front of my eyes.

However, my interest right now was not the skill card.

I sighed and said to the mastermind.

'The swordsman.

Did you memorize the file folder?' - Well, to some extent.

Bae Huo-ryeong scratched the back of his head.

A file folder in which the pharmacist and the drug king desperately researched and recorded the results.

That was important.

Chunma fell into a riot and was unable to memorize the contents of the file folder calmly.

-If you memorize what you memorized and what I memorized, the pieces will fit together.

But before I forget, I have to go back...

'OK.

Then, quickly select a skill.' -Well.

The spirit behind it moved in the air.

Then he looked at the back of the cards and wrote them down.

There were quite a lot of skills, but one of them caught our attention.

+ [Demon Heavenly Gods (魔天神功)] Rank: A+ Effect: Magic.

They hate the laws of heaven.

Curse.

They didn't stop at hating and cursing, they formed a denomination, and finally formed a doctrine.

Macheon Shingong is a martial art that contains the essence of the doctrine.

Those who have awakened the Demon Heavenly Gods can tear the sky apart and crush Mount Tai! However, you must deeply understand the hatred and curse contained in the herbivores of the gods.

The more you hate and curse the world, the more the sky will become colorless.

A person who has mastered the supremacy of the Demon Goddess.

He is the one who will soon overthrow the sky, the heavenly demon.

※However, it will be difficult to maintain your self if you expand your new skills.

+ Macheon Godong.

It was a crazy name, but I couldn't be sarcastic about it.

'········· That must be the martial arts we saw earlier, right?' Because it was really that powerful.

He only swung his sword from afar, but the king of medicine's neck fell.

The viper could not endure less than three strokes and died.

Even I, who boasted that I had been trained quite a bit while fighting [The Demon King of Autumn Rain], was unable to follow the sword path spread by the Heavenly Demon.

Truly the best season in the world.

-Zep.

A typical magician.

The mastermind frowned.

-Ultimately, it's all a matter of how you deal with the world, whether it's martial arts or Jinbeop.

'Are you coping with the world?' -OK.

If you try to accept the world generously, you are usually partisan.

If you try to scratch the world, that's magic.

So, the Muslim people of the faction make their own bodies out of [vessels that will accept the world], and the demonic people make their bodies out of [claws that will rip the world off]...

"Hmm," said the mastermind, folding his arms.

- Let me give you the simplest example.

The top slash with the sword slashed from the top of the head down.

In some schools, it's like the [Tiger's attacking posture], so it's called Hosei's sword attack.

swish! Bae Huo-ryeong took a stance and swung his arms.

'··········!' For a moment, I flinched.

It really felt like a wild beast was attacking me.

It was strong.

His tone and demeanor are so pathetic that he sometimes forgets it, but the spirit behind him is the swordsman.

It was a warrior who almost conquered the tower with a single sword.

-What.

Actually, it doesn't matter if it's a tiger or a bull or whatever.

Depending on what enlightenment the founder of martial arts, Jo Gaepa (開派祖師) attained, the herbivorous diet varies greatly.

Anyway, it's important to [imitate] a tiger or a bull a little bit.

imitate imitate So you make something of the world your own.

That's what Bae Huo-ryeong meant when he said [accepting the world].

- But the magic is different.

The mastermind took a stance again.

The same posture as when I swung my arm before.

-Magyo says this when teaching herbivores.

Inhale, and Huoryeong stepped in.

-Remember the rage at the moment when you were stabbed in the stomach by a thief.

The empty space split open.

Facing it, I unintentionally took a step back.

Face.

It was none other than the face of the mastermind.

An infinitely cold rage was visible in his expressionless expression.

As if you were a completely different person.

-Remember the moment when your sister was dragged by Hyeonryeong (懸令).

Remember your weakness for doing nothing.

I waited all night in front of the official, but at dawn, just imagine the face of my younger brother who returned as a cool corpse.

Bae Hueryeong performed a sword dance.

Even though I wasn't holding a sword, for some reason I could see the sword of the master spirit.

The black was as black as the space we were standing in.

- Recall the scene where you buried your brother's body alone.

Was it winter? The ground was frozen, so it wasn't well dug.

Did you dig the poorly dug ground with your fingertips? Are your nails broken? Blood dripped from the broken nails.

'··········.' - In the end, did you lay your brother's body in a pit that had not even been dug? Did you get it from your feet? Did you put a pile of cold dirt on your brother's body? Did you put a handful of soil in your younger brother's face, which you couldn't ask until the end, and sprinkle it with your hands? I was out of breath.

As Baehiryeong's sword dance continued, the endless space seemed to narrow by one span.

My head was a little dizzy.

Even though it would have been just hand gestures and arm gestures, the resentment from the spirit behind it trembled.

-Recall the texture of that grain of soil.

Grab the sword with the hand that dug up the soil.

Swing your sword with a gesture of dusting your brother.

Lament your helplessness and blame the cruelty of the world.

I muttered like a moan.

'The nails that scratch the world...' -okay.

The mastermind withdrew his arm.

The breath I had been holding back was finally released.

- Shall we call it the heart method that manages inner strength? It's literally a way to arouse and drive the mind.

Whether it's a strongman or a hunter, in the end, the win will depend on how well you use your inner strength or aura.

The mastermind shrugged as if nothing happened.

- Simply put, it's a momentum fight.

The magician's momentum is a bit buoyant.

'··········.' -Anyway, zombies, you don't need to learn.

I looked at the silver skill card silently.

- No, there is no need to learn other martial arts.

Who is this body? Isn't that the swordsman? This is because he is the most handsome Moorim in the universe.

I don't know, but you are already slowly learning my seasons! It's nothing compared to the demonic gods or anything like this body's martial arts...

'I want to learn.' -······Huh? The mastermind blinked his eyes.

'I'm learning.

this.

Magician God.' - Uh, uh...

uh uh...

Flash.

It was about three seconds later that the mastermind regained his speech.

-Why!? 'I want to learn.' -Compared to my martial arts, this is crap!! The spirit behind it started to run rampant.

-I wonder if you, a zombie, were enamored with the sword play that was just about a thousand demons!? and Mr.

I will turn It's just that he poured out his vitality and entered the life and death scene for a short time! It's called mulberry, Jingi bbong! it's a zombie By the way, Mu-in should not be drunk with Jingi-ppong! I smiled bitterly.

'Am I getting tired of trying to learn martial arts from someone other than you now?' - What? 'Don't worry.

The swordsmanship of our swordsman is the strongest in the universe.

I don't know that, so I'm going to try to learn the magic god?' -Well···.

The mastermind wrinkled his nose.

Still, it seemed that my pride was satisfied because I lifted it up a bit.

After all, this ghost is really easy to deal with.

-cancer.

I am the strongest .

'To perfectly attack this stage.' In other words, to bring the right end to this world.

'Suppose a cure is made.

Anyway, it's the end of saving the two people, Cheonma and Moorim Maengju.

It's been more than two years since he died, even if he was a different human being...

There is no way you can survive without treatment.

Isn't it?' - Hmm.

The rear man narrowed his brow.

- That's right.

'Then how will the ending be? Moorim Maengju and Chunma [become Adam and Eve] in the reborn new world? swordsmanship.

Does this seem like a good ending to you?' -·········.

Bae Huo-ryeong became a face that chewed shit.

Perhaps in your mind, you are thinking of Chunma and Moorim Maengju as a married couple.

- No, that's not quite...

not really I can't imagine the scene where the two of them become a sweet couple.

in a bad mood···.

'Is that so?' I looked in front of my eyes.

[Please select a skill card.] Sheh! Easy profit! Cards wandered promiscuously in the air.

But I already had one card in hand.

My gaze did not miss the silver card.

'Making a cure is just the first condition needed to make a [good ending].

In the end, what a wonderful ending really depends on whether the characters in the work can be satisfied...' I reached out and grabbed the card.

'I want to present a perfectly satisfying ending to Chunma and Moorim Maengju.' [Selection complete.] [Skill copy.] Of course, it did not end here.

[Your hunter rank in modern times is D-rank.] [Penalty due to skill occurs.] A nightmare of a heavenly demon.

A grudge that is lodged in her heart.

Another hell I have to cross.

[Relive the trauma of the enemy that killed you.] [The penalty depth is medium.] However, this was not the first time I would traverse the hell.

It won't be the last.

[This is Aguido.] There will be an opportunity to calmly talk about the scenery of hell that I have crossed.

After returning to the day before.

I committed eight more suicides.

It was to return to the 'first day' we fell into the apocalypse.

"---cold!" Just like in the last episode, the viper shouted in surprise.

The pharmacist and the drug king instinctively hugged themselves.

A terrible cold hit our party.

oh oh oh! The blizzard roared and roared.

Etch! The pharmacist has already started coughing.

“Wow, why is it so cold? Wasn't that Moorim?" “Hey.

What a Siberian field...." It was a white snowy field.

For me, the sight I got used to over the past ten days.

But the rest of the party panicked and panicked, and I silently took the pharmacist's hand.

"Oh.

" The pharmacist carefully bowed his head.

“Go, thank you.

The king.”

"············".

A few memories flashed through my mind.

“I keep believing.”

The upper body of the apothecary scattered across the snowy field.

And a field of snow dyed bright red came to mind one after another.

My heart was pounding a little.

I spoke bluntly without showing any expression.

“Of course it is, huh? Please take care of the King of Medicine.”

"OK!" “And I just caught a glimpse of a human shadow over there.”

Unlike last time, this time I led the party.

Shortly thereafter, the blizzard subsided, and in front of us was a forest of people.

no.

The forest of corpses unfolded.

The viper was bewildered.

"···what.

these are? Why are all humans frozen?”

“It looks like a zombie.”

I touched the body's face.

"OK? zombie?" "Yes.

Look at this.”

I have a zombie's mouth.

To be precise, he pointed to his teeth.

“I have a lot of flesh on my teeth.

People here may not have the habit of brushing their teeth after eating, but it's still a bit harsh.

It's a baby who bit something like an animal..." "············".

At my words, the pharmacist's expression changed.

She looked into the body's mouth with a more serious look.

After a while, the pharmacist's face turned into surprise.

"···Really.

There is a discrepancy between the owner of this corpse, the flesh in its mouth, and the DNA.

They are completely different from each other.”

“Hey, don’t you think he ate human flesh?”

The drug king was disgusted.

"Why.

In the old days, people used to eat human flesh.

Not a zombie...”

“The date of death is strange to see that way.”

The pharmacist fixed his glasses.

“The body died about three years ago.

On the other hand, the owner of the flesh died two years ago.

It would be impossible if the body had been alive and motionless for a year.

It's hard to imagine...

but yes.

As the four kings said, I'm guessing it's a zombie-like creature." “Me, I hate the monsters in horror movies! Do something!”

“Eh.

inspiration.

No matter what you say to me..." The pharmacist put on a puzzled expression.

It's a lot faster than the last episode, and even if the zombies start moving like this, there won't be a shock like the last time.

Are you predicting the situation or not? This alone changed people's reactions completely.

More than anything.

"Well." I remember the results of the last few days of research in my head.

"President.

The king of medicine.”

"Yes?" “Ugh?”

“I have a strange skill.

I can't tell you what skill it is.

According to my skill analysis...”

I explained the research results step by step.

My memory wasn't perfect.

There was no way I could have memorized the file folder at once.

However, when I went back to 24 hours ago after being killed by Chunma, I had time to memorize the files once again.

Bae Huo-ryeong even memorized it together.

“Ummm…”

Hearing my explanation, the pharmacist fell in thought.

“...that's awesome.

It's the perfect way to study.

No blemishes.

This is exactly what I did...

but the terminology I use is completely different from mine.

No, really, really, really cool.

The Four Kings have great skills...?”

The pharmacist looked at me with admiration.

From my point of view, the pharmacist is self-congratulatory.

is it.

The boss evaluates himself as a 'really really great' person.

In this bleak world, maybe that confidence is the greatest thing? At least that's how I see it.

"Hmm.

Wouldn't it be nice to have less time for research?" The king of medicine thought it was easy.

“Anyway, I want to stay away from zombies.

ugh.

It would be nice to have a warm place to stay...”

at that time.

“---Uh-huh!”

laughter was heard.

In the last episode, it was impossible to know who was the owner of the laughter.

But not this time.

Moorim Majesty.

The old man, the owner of Namgungse’s family, was the one who burst into laughter.

“The world of magic ends today!”

“Ha.”

And.

“A passing dog will overturn and laugh.' "··········" I held my breath and walked in the direction the voice was heard.

In my mind, the scene where Chunma confessed her feelings one day became clear: 「I'm afraid.」 "As long as the main seat is intact, the world of magic is alive and well." “The world is afraid of Ida-ji too.”

“Buwolseon.

You must say goodbye to Jeongpa Moorim.”

"Where is Namgung Woon! Call the king of the Namgung family! Make Moorim Maengju a colonel!" The most powerful woman in the world, and that's why she survived to the last moment.

It means infinitely sad.

In , Mu-in who realized the child's independence in heaven.

"Huh." The Mu-in was still smiling.

He was still smiling brightly, and he was facing the world in the middle of the snowy field.

Like, "The tongue of an old man is really long.

The blood demons only went out for a while under secret orders from the main seat...

Hmm?" I just hoped that one point would lead to a single line.

"You guys...?" Chunma's eyes widened.

Chunma looked at me as I walked towards her, as if she couldn't believe it.

It was worth it.

From her point of view, she would be the first living person I'd met in years.

Are you looking at something in vain? It's as if a living person is moving..." “Heaven.”